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(( "DOH" I'm color blind and this happens a LOT she should be a dark tan. Also I work for who ever pays the most, but that is the RN yes. I'm not a captin so much as someone who owns a ship lol.)Snake was walking in the streets of Tortuga looking for a man named Davy "Dog" he couldn't be too far. "Ya' av ta most party eyes." spat a very drunk man. Snake grabbed him around by his shirt collar and lifted him off his feet,(witch wasn't easy seeing he was taller then she) "Yes I do." she said and threw him into a hay stack. The other men eying her looked away as if they were only minding there own business. She walked into a near by bar. "Ah. Davy Dog I presume?"

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Renavel was still shaken from the encounter with the undead. Riff, who had left to try and save the crew members that had been torn apart, had been pulled back on to the ship by the crew. She could see the island in the distance now, glowing in the pale moon light.

The captain walked up beside her and leaned on the railing. "What were those creatures?" she asked, almost scarred to know the answer. The captain explained the story of the cursed and how they came to be. After he was done, they stood there, not saying anything for a little while. It occured to Renavel that she did not even know the captain's name, let alone how he had come to be in such a position.

"I'm awfully sorry captain, but it seems to me that I never learned your name," Renavel said rather shyly, figuring that she should have known his name for some time now. "and if you wouldn't mind telling me how you came to be here yourself, I think I've told you my side of the story, I wouldn't mind knowing yours."

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John grinned at Renavel "Hmm...Could have swore I told you..No matter. John Strauss. Captain John Strauss.I joined this ship when I was sixteen years old, and I lead a mutiny against the captain. He was an idiot. A lucky idiot, but we found ourselves in more bad situations then good under him."

Renavel nodded slowly, still staring back towards the rapidly shrinking island. "I was meaning to ask why you have red paint on your ship."

"Red wunz go fasta." John muttered. barely audible.

"What?"

"Nothing"

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"Well, I dunno if the Cap'n already told ya or not, but Cap'n Kidd was an idiot. He really got us into a lot of crap situations. Even though I was only here during his last few months as Cap'n, I an' the crew could easily tell you a hundred stories! Anywho, the current Cap'n got a bunch o' the crew to strike up against Cap'n Kidd, revealing that he was a lousy captain of a ship, and everyone voted him out."

"What happened to him?"

"Well... d'you really wana know?"

"... Yes."

"He walked the plank! Somewhere down near the bottom of Africa. Tiger shark got him."

"Eww.."

"That ain't the half of it. We watched him get torn apart."

"Well, that answers my question. Oh, and why is there red paint on the ship?"

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(I'm taking a bit of liberty with some history here for artistic licence if thats ok. If not just let me know I can change it.)

Tadahiro was restless. They had not come upon a worthy vessel to plunder in sometime, and an air of eager violence hung around The Black Opal and its crew. There was plenty of booty in their hold, but no action to keep the crew intertained. Oki was not going to risk mutiny.

"Change of course, Mr. Johnson. Make for Tortuga." She could almost hear the crew relaxing at the thought of the debauchery that would ensue if and when they made port. They could get some fresh supplies while they were at it, and hopefully, Tadahiro thought, find something worthwhille to do after.

They made port uneventfully soon after. She ordered for things to be delievered and brought on board, warning the crew that if they wanted off her ship that they should tell her now, so that she could fill the space and not be forced to kill deserters. With that she went on shore leave herself, carrying the only key to the wealth they were slowly amassing.

Oki went on her own, seaching for the comforts of home. She found what she was looking for soon enough, walking into the lone opium den in the pirate town. She hoped to see what might be heard as she killed the weight of her past. Surprisingly she did managed to hear something that piqued her intrests.

Tadahiro heard two very interesting things that day in the den, hookah in hand, languidly draped across a couch. So when her head finally cleared she made her way to the tavern where she knew she would fine Mr. Johnson.

"Get the crew together. We have a heading."

Meat is murder...... tasty tasty murder."Suggestion: Electrocution works well. Evisceration and Decapitation are also effective, or um, so I've heard."

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Kennedy inhaled as he stepped onto land. Tortuga always was a nice place. And right on cue the clouds parted and the moon rays caressed his skin causing his true form to surface. Rotting skin and bone were revealed as he and the crew stood, pale in the moonlight. James turned to the others and addressed them, half his jaw bleached bone and the other rotting skin.

"All right. Let's move. How about we show these men who rules the seas and land? Keep it silent. We make our grand entrance a bit later."

James and the crew silently crept along the dock the clacking of bone against wood heard.

"I tell ya mate *hic*. I seen 'em before. *hic* All rotting and bony. They were *hic* terrible to look upon! The Cursed crew!"

"Ya think so lad? I cannae believe all this. Tortuga has really done a number on ya?"

Two men were wandering on the dock. Speaking of the cursed. How ironic. The drunk man turned and saw the Pirates.

"Shee! I told ya they were no myth *hic*."

"Come now lad. 'Tis only the rum spe-"

The man's face blanched with fear as he looked upon the fearsome skeletal crew. He managed to turn to run but fell to the ground, Kennedy's hatchet impaled in his back. The drunk man looked on in terror. He drunkenly turned hollering up a storm as he went.

"I knew they were coming! Me grandma was right!"

BANG! A shot from behind Kennedy was pierced the night. The drunk spun to the ground but was up again holding his arm as he ran to the city. Kennedy whirled and faced the Cursed who had fired the shot.

"You idiot! Now the whole town knows."

The man shrugged. "Who cares. No one is going to believe him. They'll just think he and some drinkin mates had a heated argument."

Ah well. Sneaky is too much work anyway. Have fun boys."

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Mary had just finished dealing with the red coatsÃ¢Â€Â™ snide comments when a regular to the bar came in babbling something about Ã¢Â€ÂœTheyÃ¢Â€Â™re real,Ã¢Â€Â while holding his tunic that was blood covered.

Mary nodded to one of the nearby burley barmen and they walked over to the drunk. Ã¢Â€ÂœWhatÃ¢Â€Â™s ye been doing, Douglas? ThereÃ¢Â€Â™s blood on ye shirt.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœWhoÃ¢Â€Â™s real?Ã¢Â€Â Mary asked as she made sure to avoid contact with DouglasÃ¢Â€Â™ bedraggled form.

Ã¢Â€ÂœThe cursed crew are, the pirates that are the living dead. They walk our shores, I just saw some of them!Ã¢Â€Â Douglas proclaimed and things quietened in the bar.

Ã¢Â€ÂœMyth is all they be,Ã¢Â€Â the barmen snarled, Ã¢Â€ÂœGo clean yourself up ye silly olÃ¢Â€Â™ man.Ã¢Â€Â

Douglas ambled off looking distressed because no one believed him. He looked at Mary pleadingly, Ã¢Â€ÂœI tell no lie, lass. TheyÃ¢Â€Â™re coming,Ã¢Â€Â he said then shuffled away as the barmen gave him a less than gentle nudge.

At that moment the doors to the bar swung open and a chilling breeze blew in. Mary lifted her hand to shield her eyes as some dust blew in with the wind. A parrot squawked and flew off its ownerÃ¢Â€Â™s shoulder, itÃ¢Â€Â™s feathered wing tips brushed MaryÃ¢Â€Â™s face before the parrot settled on a man just a short distance away.

Mary felt a calloused hand touch her wrist, Ã¢Â€ÂœA bad wind blows this way. A pretty gal like you should leave. I think bloodshed is coming our way.Ã¢Â€Â

Ã¢Â€ÂœI can handle myself,Ã¢Â€Â Mary replied and deep down she sincerely hoped she was right.

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Drake began to run, picking up speed until he flew across the ground as fast as his legs could carry him. This couldn't be happening.

He's dead! Dead! The expedition was doomed to fail. He can't be back. It's impossible...

Drake's thoughts went around in a steady repetition of this, as confusion took hold. His sprint across the city tired him quickly, and he was forced to lean against an old shambling building for support as he caught his breath. In the distance, he heard a scream, that was cut short all too suddenly.

No. He's here. It's the only explanation. He's here, and he's bringing death along for the ride.

Drake bolted into the city, drawing his swords and hoping that he wasn't too late. If he had survived, then this city was in dire peril. Drake doubted anyone would last this night.

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Renavel was still very confused about the red paint... They go faster do they now? she thought to herself. The captain seemed like a rather weak man for someone in his position and title, perhaps something she could fix herself. Renavel began to think of how she would have been next in line for the title of captain had there not been a mutiny. Renavel got to work, but while she worked, she talked to some of the crew about the captain, gathering their personal feelings about him. Unfortunately, most of the crew seemed to think he was much better than the last captain, but she would deal with that problem later...

Renavel was finally relieved off her duties and she decided to talk to the captain again. She found him at the helm, quietly staring out into the ocean. "It's beautiful," she said softly.

"Yes, yes it is," Captain John replied.

"You must really love the sea, to dedicate so much time into becoming a captain," she said, now looking into the captain's eyes. "but I'm curious as to what else you have come to love in your life time?" Renavel hoped that she had not gone to far with her comments, but was rewarded when the captain did not seem to mind the question. She wondered how much rum he had had as he began to answer...

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Bane stood at the bow, overlooking the dark seas. "Captain." A raspy voice said from the shadows behind him. Bane turned slowly, a falcon cried, swooping behind the mainmast before any detail to its appearance could be gleamed. A man stepped from behind the mast, standing in its shadow, a Falcon with a hood over its eyes was perched on a heavy leather glove on the man's arms. The man stepped out into the moonlight, his skeletal for revealed. He slowly caressed the falcon, as it screeched again. When the moonlight hit the bird its true form was revealed as well. It stretched its beak, and ruffled its feathers, which had gone from a dark black to a dull grey. "There is fighting at Tortuga. Rumors of Captain Blackmoon and his crew." Bane nodded. Tha Falconer was able to see through his birds eyes and communicate with it. His views were trusted. "Helmsman!" he yelled " Take us to Tortuga..."

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John opened his mouth to answer, but one of the crew stumbled up to the railing, leaned over the edge and vomited. John nodded apologetically to Renavel. He walked over to the drunk crew member who was still leaning over the railing and placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "Get some rest, mate."

The drunk looked up, flecks of his dinner still in his beard "But offi.....offi*hic*c...lucifer..I'm not as think as you drunk I am" he muttered, slurring his words heavily

"Go on." John said again. The drunk stood, and grumbled something before stumbling off.

John stepped back to his original position. "I have come to love this ship, the crew, and a number of other things. I may grow to love other things as well, but that is for fate to decide." He answered calmly, then continued to watch the ocean as he waited for Renavel to answer.

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Renavel considered the captain's last few words. "Fate can be to slow sometimes," she said, knowing full well she was entering dangerous waters. "I myself have loved the sea since I was a little girl, and when I became a pirate, I came to be closer to my father and crew, and now that I'm here..." she trailed off silently, hoping he would get the subtle hints she was throwing out. Renavel walked over to the railing, resting her arms on it and looking out into the sea. Once again, she found herself wondering where they were headed, but she already knew the answer she would receive. 'where ever the wind takes us...' she thought, realizing yet again, a flaw in the captain. She waited, hoping the captain would respond to her comment...

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The Dread Morrigan Blackmoon breathed his cigar smoke deeply as he scanned the landscape of Tortuga. His crew should be deeply nestled into the town. No longer requiring oxygen, they simply walked beneath the waters surface along the distance between the Harbynger's hidden position and their arrival point on land.

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Drake was now completely in shock. The town was in chaos. Pirates fought each other in the streets, unsure of whether or not they were party to the attack on the city. The worst part was, Drake caught sight of pirates that he had known, long ago, in what seemed like another lifetime. And those pirates, his old crewmates, would not [idie[/i]. No matter what manner of attack was laid upon them by the drunk citizens, they'd shrug it off, and keep going. Drake saw this miracle in action all around him. What was with this? These men were suposed to be dead. Maybe they are. Maybe these are nothing more than ghosts. Or hallucinations. But he knew at heart that these apparitions of those supposed to be long dead were real.

Drake fended off a couple overly drunk pirates easily enough, although these ones actually bled. When they were finally delivered into uncosciousness, Drake moved on, trying to make sense of the madness. The increase in fighting forced him to back away from the main streets. Realizing that to stay n the open was death, he dove into the nearest building he could...a nearby tavern...

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Hello, hello, hello! It has been a looong time since I was able to post so lets just get down to business, shall we?

Name: SkollAge: Unknown, presumed to be agelessGender: MaleNationality: Norse (No, really, he's Norse)Occupation: Cursed?Appearance: He stands about 7' 6'', is incredibly muscular and has a thick brown beard and mustache that seem to cover his entire face. He wears a shirt made of animal hide and trousers. He has a helmet with the crest of a wolf and hasn't bathed in an age.Weapons: Generally a large ax and a shield, but he has been known to use whatever he can get his hands on.Ship:(If captain) Ragnarok, a longboat with the figurehead of a wolf.Captain:(If not captain of ship)Brief History:(Optional) His history is a mystery, but he and his crew believe that he (Skoll) is the personification of his namesake and will destroy the world. (Google "Skoll" to find its mythological background)

Skoll burst upon his fellow Norsemen as they were eating their breakfast of pork and mead. Ã¢Â€ÂœReady your breakfast and eat hearty... For tonight, we dine inÃ¢Â€Â¦Tortuga!

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John looked over, "What about now?" he asked quietly.

"Well now, I think I've come to love this ship, and perhaps a few special people on board..." she answered, smiling at him.

A bird cried, and swooped down and landed on the railing near Johns hand. The falcon ruffled its feathers then looked at John's hand, which sat on the railing as he watched the ocean. It pecked him quickly, apparently bored with attempting to catch sea life. "Little bugger..." he muttered.

"Hes been with me for a while. I think he likes it here."

John nodded "Did I tell you how I got this ship?"

"You took it from the last captain. Riff told me."

"Ah, his story is off. He was drunk. We killed him first, then threw him over the edge. Well, he might not have been all the way dead. It looked like he tried to swim away from the tiger shark, but I couldn't tell. "

Renavel made a face, she obviously didn't enjoy the subject of mutinies. A crew member yelled from the distance. "Captain, First Mate requests your presence." He looked over at Renavel apologetically, and turned to walk away.

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The Royal navy's GrÃƒÂ¢ce ÃƒÂ Dieu captained by Richard Goodlad, who had recently been promoted to commander, Floated idly about 1200metres away from the port of Tortuga, screams echoed through the air. sending chills down the marines and the crew. but not richard or major sharpe. they stood relaxed, untensed on the deck.

"Sharpe.....get the men ready. looks like where going to war" he glanced over and said to sharpe

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Snake Bite was tying up "Davy Dog" when she heard cries coming from out side. She walked out to see what it was all about, knowing that Davy (who was knocked out) wouldn't be going anywhere, no sooner had she stepped out then a half decomposed pirate took a swing at her with his sword. But she was well on guard after hearing the screams of the town folk, she quickly parried with her own weapon and with her spare hand whipped the sign above the inn and pulled hard on it. The sign (witch was in disrepair) broke and crushed her foe. "Caca!" She said as she blocked a blow from another attacker, she knew she couldn't fight them off forever, She quickly blew off the head of the creature attacking her with a shot from her flintlock into its neck bone. she was about to go back into the inn she came out of when it caught fire, she needed to find a new place to fight it out. She saw a man with a Persian sword and a red bandanna run into a bar she thought he looked like he knew what he was doing and fallowed him in.

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Nigzy wrote:

The Royal navy's GrÃƒÂ¢ce ÃƒÂ Dieu captained by Richard Goodlad, who had recently been promoted to commander, Floated idly about 1200metres away from the port of Tortuga, screams echoed through the air. sending chills down the marines and the crew. but not richard or major sharpe. they stood relaxed, untensed on the deck.

"Sharpe.....get the men ready. looks like where going to war" he glanced over and said to sharpe

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When David came to, he was in a back alley, still in Singapore, with First Mate Troutman holding him upright.

"Troutman...? What's...what's going on?"

"I've got you a crew, sir." Troutman said. "Look."

David raised his head groggily and was dleighted to see no less than 50 haggard Singapore-natives, all well-armed, battle scarred, or both. His new crew.

"Gentlemen," Troutman said in the native tongue. "Say hello to your captain."

"Right, quite right." David said, shakily standing on his own two feet. "Welcome to the crew of Captain David Eccleston. Now, before we get going, just allow me to say welcome to the crew, and on my crew we have a few simple rules. One: No disloyalty or alterior motives. We're a team here, and team players do not stab eachother in the back. Rule number two: Do your job. Each one of you will have a job, I expect you to do that job, or else you will be punished. That's...that's really all the rules there are, but try to follow them to the letter.

"Now, the thing is, I actually don't have a ship, I, uh, I lost it to the Red coats." David ad libbed, sure these pirates would not trust him if they knew he had already lost control of his crew once. "So, ...ah...I've decided that tonight, we shall steal one of the Red Coats' ships from them, and, um, have some poetic justice. Who's...ah...who's with me?"

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Kennedy cursed under his breath as a lady took out two of his men. Give them a bit and they'll be right as rain. A few Red Coats came into the street with Blunderbuss drawn.

"Fire!"

Kennedy was knocked off of his feet into a wall. He pushed himself up a took out one with a flintlock. The others were hastily reloading their guns. Plenty time for James to take out his hatchet and cleave into the man's skull. Down to 2. They both took out their swords and rushed him. Kennedy backpedaled as they came upon him. But being Red Coats they couldn't quite work as a team. When one hesitated as his comrade was in the way Kennedy took the time to run him through. Seeing his friend with a sword out of his midsection the other turned and ran in terror.

"Typical English."

Kennedy rounded the next corner and saw a bar. As it was covered he appeared to be a normal human. Strolling inside he saw some dirty looking characters sitting in the corner drinking. Throwing his hatchet he got one of them in the arm. The others got out of their seats and made their way to him. Sighing he stepped into the moonlight coming from one of the windows and they beheld him in his true form. All the other patrons turned tail and ran leaving the bar maid and the injured pirate to fend for themselves. Kennedy stepped forward to finish the straggler off.

Obviously this barmaid wasn't completely helpless. Before anyone could blink a knife was whizzing through the air impaling itself where Kennedy's heart should have been. But as most of the Cursed, he had removed his long ago.

He smiled a toothy grin. "Good try lass. But your luck has just ran out." He calmly walked over to the man with the hatchet in his arm.

"P-p-please sir. I have a family. Kids. 2 daughters and a wife. Without me they cannot survive! Please spare me!"

Kennedy regarded him grimly. "All joys in life are temporary." The man could only stare at the sword in his chest. After a bit he slumped forward, all life drained from his body. Kennedy took a cloth from a table and wiped his hatchet and sword clean.

"So you are going to kill me too? I am not afraid to die."

"What is your name?"

"Mary."

Kennedy turned to Mary. "There are fates worse than death." He turned and smashed her over her head with the flat of his hatchet. She fell to the floor out cold. Two of his men stormed into the entrance adorned with gold and jewels.

"Lookit what we found. It shines eh?"

"Marx. Finnigan. Take this her lady back to the ship. Why let a pretty face go to waste eh?"

The other two laughed. Grabbing Mary, they began fighting over who should carry her. Kennedy ignored them and travelled to the basement. Something caught his interest. Barrels marked stash. He made his way over to one and lifted the lid. Inside was a fine, white powder. He picked a little pit up and inhaled. Snuff. This would fetch a fine price on the market. He climbed back up the stairs and saw Finnigan and Marx still fighting.

"Quiet! Both of you. There are some barrels down there marked 'Stash'. Bring all of them back to the ship."

"What about the pretty lady?"

"I will take her." Both of their faces visibly fell as they shuffled downstairs. He slung Mary over his shoulder and headed back to The Harbrynger. Once aboard he made his way to the cells and threw her in. This was a very good pillage indeed.

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Tortuga is a town in the Caribbean, tropical climate, warm all the year round. It rained heavily from time to time, especial during the frequent hurricanes. But it never dropped below 70 and it had never snowed. So it came as quite a shock when a few of the locals noticed patches of ice floating in the water or the sudden chill that filled the air. Not quite as much of a shock as skeleton pirates raiding the town, but still strange. It was then that a strange fog blew into port. And what should ride out of that fog but a the prow of an ancient and cursed craft belonging to raiders of a bygone age. Accompanied by snow and lightning, the town of Tortuga had never seen anything like it. No would they ever forget it. The craft slid onto the shore, its flat bottom eradicating the need for rowboats. As the vikings ran to the town, Skoll cried out "Go my invincible breathren! Destroy all you find, take what you like, and bring me the heavenly orb. She must not escape into the dawn!"

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Bane saw the flashes typical of gunshots in the distance. Even better, he could hear the screams. They soon docked in an out of the way natural harbor. His crew disembarked, eager to kill, maim, and loot. They rushed through the streets, ready to find what they could. As Bane ran though the streets a man jumped out from a building and attacked. Bane kicked the man away, pulling his sabers out. He charged at the other, and he was grabbed and thrown, but he snagged the pirate's vest, pulling him after him. The other was a cursed. The man climbed to his feet and looked at Bane. "Captain V-Vane.....I-I didn't know! Ple-!" Bane stabbed the pirate in the chest, the blade finding the man's heart. As the pirate died ((don't know how to have a cursed die yet...)) he walked away, he was slightly surprised that there were others here. He would seek out their captain.

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Name: Peter LebanonAge: 32Gender:MaleNationality: BritishOccupation: PirateAppearance: black overcoat, brown pants, white baggy shirt, black bandanna, hazel eyes, dark brown hair, and black bootsWeapons: 2 Flintlock Pistols, a French 1763 Musket - long - (AAC-37)on a strap that Peter carries around, and 1 short sword in sheathBrief History: A small time thief stuck on one of the many Islands along the carribean. He has a band of theives.

(Just so nobod gets confused I don't have a ship yet, or an of the weapons posted up top until I get off the island)

Peter and his band of thieves were roaming the beachside cutting down small trees to attempt to make small boats to get off the island. so far they only had 1 raft built and needed 2 more. Peter picked up an axe and began chopping at one of the many palm trees. He chopped away vigorously with all his might and within minutes a loud crack emanted from the center of the tree, as it fell Peter took a deep breath and whe it fell to the ground he released and picked the tree up dragging it over to a pile of cut down trees he then went out into the forest's edge and pulled out a small knife and started cutting a large vine. when at last done he brought it over to the pile of cut trees and tied up 4 or so at the ends. Peter then repeated this process until there in front of him lie a small raft fit for two people, he then rested and slowly fell into a slumber. He was awoken by the cheering of his fellows drinking and laughing about by a campfire . when he looked over towards the small raft he had completed , a grin spread over his face from seeing that all rafts were completed.They set sail for an island known to harbor pirates and thier ships and off they went.